Thursday, April 10, 2003

song: etta james - at last


usually i can think and say. today i just cant do that. if i do a lot of things would come out right here that i dont want to come out now. so what do i have? a poem? no. i cant, not enough inspiration. senseless rantings? again, that would say too much. so i sit here, feeling myself grow into a nothing.
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9:17 PM


Tuesday, April 08, 2003

song: ben kweller - falling


i got a poem i want to put here.


Third Window
A dream from making it a reality
Touched heart
Warmed over fate
Filed down by the near-sightedness,
Cooled down;
Fallen apart.


Created sadness
Overtaken
Underneath and mistaken
To the depths
It goes
Cleansed
And down the mind
It flows.
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6:59 PM